. The events of the previous night felt like a vivid dream-the mysterious man, his piercing eyes, the way he co

heart leapt as she unfolded the paper, only to find it blank. A wry laugh esc

ment. What had she been thinking? A one-night stand with a stranger was so unlike her. But the way

but her thoughts kept drifting back to him. Who was he? Why did he seem so

rious woman haunting him. He couldn't shake the feeling that she was different. She wasn't like the socialite

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dark eyes glinting.

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